#ysl case

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[smogdogg949]

Young Thug Mad Dawgs Prosecutor While Giving Plea!

[bricedavismedia]

Judge Ural Glanville has been rescued from the YSL trial. This is the result of a petition, Young Thug & his attorneys filed.

www.TheBriceDavis.com

[wwn24]

Exclusive: Young Thug Speaks on New Album and Life After Jail | The GQ Video Cover Story

“I love people so much to the point that, the only thing that will make me not love you anymore is betrayal,” says Young Thug as he towers over _GQ’s_ Zach Baron in a perfectly landscaped garden, which sits next to an eccentric taxidermy-filled mansion on the East Side of Los Angeles. In October of last year, the rapper Young Thug walked free from the Fulton County jail in Atlanta, concluding one…

[nawaaflolo]

[hiphopraisedmetheblog]

Breaking News: Young Thug Receives Time Served in YSL RICO Trial

In a significant legal development, renowned rapper Young Thug, whose real name is Jeffery Williams, has been granted time served in connection with the RICO (Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations) trial associated with his label, Young Stoner Life (YSL). This outcome has garnered widespread attention, both within the music industry and the broader public sphere. Young Thug’s case was…

[blackgirlslivingwell]

And Just Like That, Judge Shukura Ingram Recuses Herself From Young Thug YSL RICO Case

[greatrunner]

Nia Ola (someone I strongly urge y'all that you follow in light of certain events and just in generall, because they're incredibly informed, well-read) has made a point of saying that everything we're seeing now with dismantling of our theorical rights, is something Demoratics and Republicans have been ramping up to since as early as the 90s.

Because the internet has made access to others and the proflieration of ideas far easier than it was before success of its application as a platform, our otherwise fascist government has - since 9/11 and the Patriot Act, fomented a presence with large media platforms like 4chan and all of its inspired affliates (from Reddit to Kiwi Farms), with the explicit intention to sow distrust towards anyone who so much as suggests non-conservative or anti-racist ideas.

They may have operated within and supported the platforms mentioned above to spread fascist and far-right ideologies to the youth so that, by the time most become politically active, they're already programmed to be hostile towards and criminalize socialist ideas and leftists attempting to reconstruct community and class consciousness for the masses.

She notes how dismissive people were of information regarding Cop Cities (still being constructed) and community organizers. All of this was field-tested in Atlanta, Georgia, which slapped organizers with RICO charges for collecting money for bail or organizing protests.

They used the YSL case to once again legitimize using [hip-hop] lyrics (something that was theoretically protected under the First Amendment) to criminalize Young Thug under RICO. Instead of people peeping what was being done, they meme'd about it.

To this end, 4chan and its ilk were allowed to thrive for as long as it has (almost twenty-two years since 2003) because they were necessary for the creation of things like GamerGate and targeted attacks on people like Anita Sarkeesian (an individual who challenged the status quo of sexism and bigotry in gaming culture).

That is, until they were eventually compromised. With Twitter and Instagram actively spreading misinformation and propping up fascist ideologues on the say-so of Musk and Zuckerberg, there doesn't seem to be much use for it.

The post-election discourse on social media (from blaming third parties, blaming genuine leftists, to wishing death on the Palestinians, etc), our so-called politicians co-signing repressive legislation and standing back as the more overtly racist political party spreads misinformation and xenophobic messaging about anyone who isn't white and doesn't support America becoming a white ethnostate, might be the canary in the coal mine.

It is a sign of what they plan to do next to left-leaning people using platforms like TikTok to spread de-radicalizing and left-leaning information.

[smogdogg949]

Young Thug Mad Dawgs DA While Giving Plea!

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[tarotbyjam24]

Pick a card : you as a fashion brand

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Pile एक

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Hermes , Louis Vuitton, victoria secret,american eagle , kate spade. A brand that's aware about nature while producing its products. Your vibes matches with brands that may even have to do something with nature like ecological brands that use waste materials to produce new products. Eco friendly is the word. Brands whose most products are brown like Louis Vuitton and are expensive. A brand which is home grown like bottega veneta an italian brand. A brand that focuses on unusual style and Balenciaga is that brand . Brands which focus on donating some of their funds to girls education or old age home support,etc .

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Pile दो

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this pile screams ysl to me with its precise silhouettes and tailoring. sex appeal and emotional detachment is also a part core of your brand.

balmain, mugler, haus of labs, a brand that collaborates with skilled artisans like in mugler's case (architectural couture and what not), balenciaga with its controversies, mm6 by margiela, aquazzurra, prada, rebellious but extremely refined, sexy. savage by fenty, la perla (best lingerie ever), agent provocateur.

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Pile तीन

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Brandy melvile ,gucci , tory burch ,Stella McCartney, Vivienne Westwood, burberry ,huda beauty , mary kate . Brands that are non violent and justice focused . Brands that often launches their products. Brands that are often wore by upper class people like princess diana. Brands which may often gets their customers exited by launching their spoilers before hand and keeping the suprise for last. Brands that have best customers and employees care.

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Pile चार

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intoxicating, edgy, scandalous, game changers. pain and pleasure. dark romance themes, controversial. alexander mcqueen (hauntingly beautiful), rick owens (goth luxury), vetements, vivienne westwood. drama, spectacle, intensity, a walking fantasy that knows no bounds, comme des garçons, yohji yamamoto, iris van herpen, alessandro michele's gucci era.

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deeblockduke hcs

duke dennis x black!reader

cw: cussing, fluffffff, lil spice no full smut, mention of public & butt stuff, food play

an: ran back this song by my hubby & realized it reminds me of dukey 🥹 so here’s some hcs my shmookies

✯ you fr thought the relationship was finna be TOO CALM bcs he be acting nonchalant let’s be real. but boy was yo ass wronggg. it takes him a sec to warm up but once he does, he literally falls deeper & more passionately in love with you every fuckin day. you literally become his rock, his safe space, his muse girl. his actual everything.

✯ calls you randomly just to hear your voice. the vibrations in your voice literally release dopamine in his body stg. he’ll be like “whatchu doin bae” “oh yuh, how dat goin” “wait, lemme see whatchu got on” “but you saw me leave this morning bae” “i know baby, just show me again i’m tryna see you” “oooo damn you perfect…. okay…. i miss you mane, text me later bae?” just running his damn mouth tryna get whatever you’ll give him while yall not physically together

✯ leaves you love notes in your stuff. in RANDOM ASS SPOTS. like in your pockets - that’s his main spot. very frequently in your purse or folded up in the back of your phone case. on his pillow when he’s up earlier than you. on the bathroom mirror. & it’s not affirmations and shit either girl. it’s like “seeing you happy is like seeing 1,000,000 stars light up the sky. more beautiful & incredible than i could’ve ever imagined or dreamed.” jaw dropped the fuck, all jokes aside you really start to bring out the lil poet in him. “the smallest inch of your skin on mine feels electrocuting. burns like the sweetest paradise. you light me on fire fr bae”

✯ you often wake up with VERY LARGE flower arrangements set up, no matter where you wake up - his room or your place (that’s also lwk his fr). he really gets creative with it too - roses, daisies, tulips, orchids, lilacs, really whatever flower he feels like embodies his love for you that day. & he really gets detailed with it, adding in smaller decorative flowers & weeds to make each arrangement diverse, unique, and an accurate representation of how he feels. tuh, ykw lemme just show yall his masterpieces. that was a collection you had built up bcs he went back to back one week. he puts the bouquet on the bed with a note & scatters extra petals on the bed and the floor. if he’s with you he’ll take petals and sprinkle them over u to wake you up just to get your reaction. every time.

✯ will pick up and fly you anywhere. you won’t stop goin on about the beach during this cold winter? yall on the next jet to turks. private beach, fucking on jet skis, fucking everywhere really, on the beach laid up napping, drunk at the pool bar, yall being water babies for a sec & playing in the water. fucking on the beach. yall rlly bring out the inner child in eachother & heal them by just being together :,)

✯ gifts after every date nighttttt!!! he takes you out somewhere five star or a hole in the wall gem just for the bomb food. wines & dines you, yall yap and rlly grub bcs yall BOTH always getting full fr. when you get homeeee, boxes & bags in the room every time without fail. LV, Hermes, Gucci, YSL, Goyard, Balenciaga, Chanel, IN ADDITION to any other clothes, shoes, or jewelry you might’ve mentioned recently. you def have really shed tears a few times. WILL demand a fashion show - “nah wait, where u goin? you not finna model??” “nah get yo ass back here and model wit yo sexy ass, mhm. i’m not playin, im tryna see what i done bought” - that almost always leads to yall hunchin in whatever set his ass off. new louboutins, ur new iced out cuban link dancing, or some lacy draws he picked out. he tearin that ass up in whatever u got on.

✯ is a freak 🤷🏽‍♀️ WILL pull some whipped cream outta nowhere and lick ts off ur nipples, tummy, ass, thighs, WHATEVERRR. will surprise you with freaky shit “okay i got us sum, it’s a surprise tho so u gotta wait” meanwhile he giggling with that pop pop laugh. you wait ALL DAY, pussy soakinnnnn bcs he’s constantly teasing you, then he wanna pull out some anal beads…. also yall film everythingggg 😭 u thought it was just carry over from him always having to make content but nah he just a freak fr. he will set up a camera wherever yall gettin down. kitchen, room, bathroom, closet & best believe he’ll hold that shit if he can’t set it down

✯ if you have a following & are in the spotlight he’s absolutely reposting so many edits of you. starts posting more often bcs of you and will 100% will make posts of just you lmfao he not even in it at all. always posting you & showing you off everywhere. loves PDA, but in a classy way. he just loves knowing that everyone knows you’re his. his ass get carried away off the drink tho & u gotta keep him in check bcs again, he’ll indulge in fat ma ANYWHERE

✯ do yall sometimes match fits?….. what yall think

✯he lowkey a sleepy mf and will fall asleep on you anywhere, no exceptions. he love a nap or a snuggle - just being close af like smelling u and shit. uses ur booty as a nap pillow (or ur tummy). loves being tangled up wit uuuu all up on eachother. it’s really his peace

✯ loves cooking with u bcs it makes him feel like yall married lollll. he loveeeee the domestic shit. he wants to get better at cooking (wants to spoil u in even more ways) so he always wanna do cooking dates

✯ yall guilty of being the couple that EVERYONE in the vicinity can hear fucking bcs he don’t EVER make yo ass shut up. except when yall could actually get caught teehee. but at home?? he like “yeah let that shit out baby” “fuck, im tryna hear you, yeah” “fuckkkk i know bae, i know” “yeah who making you scream baby? who?” “oh yeah? that’s ‘fuckkk’?”

✯ loves feeding you for some reason?? always tryna feed you your snacks & even meals sometimes. and always silently with the straightest face lol. if he ever says “you want one” just know you’re never grabbing your own. it’s 100% getting fed to you.

[redhrs]

Sharp Edges - Sylus x Reader

synopsis— With 24 hours to steal his brooch, you’re trapped in a battle of wit and temptation. But Sylus isn’t just guarding the prize—he’s breaking your resolve, one touch at a time. inspired by Midnight Stealth.

word count— 2.5k~

warnings— 18+, smut, angst, slow burn, nsfw, drunk sex, hate sex, ennemies to lovers, rivalry, dom!sylus, making out, aphrodisiac wine, fem!reader, reader is confident, teasing, edging, dry humping, unprotected sex, thigh fucking, choking, sylus is needy asf, reader is horny and lowkey desperate, rough sex, porn with plot, voyeurism

minors don’t interact!

🎧 What You Need - The Weeknd

Sylus was getting on your nerves. It had only been a few days since he and his men had kidnapped you, and now, with the auction looming just a day away, you felt restless. Sleep had become a luxury, and peace of mind? Completely out of reach.

He had already put you through so much—choking you, pushing you to the brink by forcing a gun into your hands, making you shoot him. He tried to resonate with you through sheer force, attempting to alter you when things didn’t go his way. A master manipulator, treating you like a puppet for his own amusement, always pulling the strings yet never answering your questions.

You had tried everything to find a weakness, some kind of opening, but it was useless. And what frustrated you the most was him—that unbearable, arrogant attitude. He never missed an opportunity to make you feel weak and naïve, looking down on you with that infuriating smirk. So belittling, so condescending, yet somehow still carrying himself with the grace of an expensive, well-bred gentleman.

Oh, how you longed to watch him crack—to see that smug expression disappear, to make him lose his composure as you took control. Of course, it wouldn’t be easy. He was always two steps ahead. But sooner or later, you would figure him out.

Now was the time to come up with a plan for tomorrow’s auction. You needed that Aether Core fragment—no matter the cost. Even if it meant making a deal with the Onychinus leader, even if it meant playing right into whatever scheme he had in mind. You had come too far to back down now.

Sylus had given you a single condition: find his brooch within 24 hours, and he would allow you to accompany him. You had no time to waste.

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You woke up early, heading straight to the shower, knowing the day ahead would be stressful. The only small comfort in this whole ordeal was the luxury that surrounded you—your own room and bathroom, a king-sized bed draped in silk sheets, exquisite meals prepared to perfection. A full wardrobe of designer clothes, heels, bags, even an array of beauty products and high-end makeup.

Everything tailored to your tastes. And you hated yourself for even considering how easy it would be to get used to this life… if only Sylus weren’t such a complete bastard. The man was rich, intelligent, and undeniably, painfully attractive. And it killed you to admit—even to yourself—that despite everything, you were drawn to him. No matter how much of a dick he was.

After finishing your morning routine, you applied some makeup—curling your lashes, adding a hint of blush, and finishing with a deep red gloss. Simple, yet striking. Your long, jet-black hair cascaded down your hips, slightly curled at the ends, making you look like a doll. A spritz of perfume, and then you stepped into your wardrobe.

You skimmed over the expensive dresses and gowns before settling on a black silky mini dress, pairing it with kitten heels from YSL. The dress was short, easy to move in, and the heels were just the right height—not too high, but still elegant. You secured a dagger in a garter beneath your skirt, just in case, then slipped out of your room, making your way to the salon for a quick breakfast.

As soon as you pushed open the heavy doors of the hall, Luke and Kieran greeted you.

“Look who’s awake! Did your highness sleep well?”

One of the twins teased, laughing.

“I wish. If only your boss would let me,”

You smiled faintly as you leaned against the counter next to Luke,

“But he has other plans. Today’s going to be a long day, so I’d appreciate it if you two could either help me or—at the very least—not get in my way.”

You couldn’t deny that you had grown quite fond of these two. Even if they worked for him, the man who had become the source of all your current problems, they had never been disrespectful or crossed any lines with you. They just enjoyed messing around.

“Seems like the boss has a soft spot for you,” Kieran smirked.

You sighed, rubbing your temples.

“Kieran, if putting me through trials and hardships every single day is his way of showing affection, then I’d hate to see what he does to his enemies. Either that, or he’s just a bored man who enjoys watching me struggle for his own entertainment.”

Luke chuckled.

“Well, have you ever considered that maybe he is trying to protect you—”

“Nonsense.”

A deep voice echoed through the large room.

“Good morning, Boss!”

The twins called out in unison, a hint of panic in their voices.

You lifted your gaze only to meet the cold, piercing eyes of Sylus. His stare dragged slowly from your eyes, down your body, before lingering just a second too long on your lips. His jaw clenched.

You said nothing, trying to suppress the familiar, unwelcome sensation that curled in the pit of your stomach whenever he was near.

He, too, wasn’t left unaffected. Not when you looked this damn tempting, your sweet scent filling the air around him.

Trying not to let his eyes linger, he shifted his focus to the twins, brows slightly furrowed.

“I’d appreciate it if you two refrained from spouting such idiocies so early in the morning,”

He scolded, voice sharp with irritation. Then, turning to you, his usual teasing expression returned.

“I have important matters to handle today. Make sure to… behave.”

The way he emphasized that word sent a shiver down your spine.

“I should be back in a few hours.”

He sipped his coffee, holding your gaze a little too intently like he was memorizing the sight of you, drinking you in as much as he could.

“Don’t worry about me, boss,”

you snorted, mocking his tone,

“I’ll be good.”

You teased before turning on your heels, heading toward the doors. Just before leaving, you glanced over your shoulder.

“I also have some business to take care of today. Don’t interfere.”

And with that, you were gone before he could get a word in, the sharp clicks of your heels echoing down the hall.

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“Impossible. It’s not here, or there. I’ve searched the entire damn mansion, and still no trace of that brooch. It’s as if it doesn’t even exist!”

Five hours. You had spent five excruciating hours combing through every possible hiding spot in Sylus’s house, and you were losing your mind. You even searched his room.

“Does he have some kind of secret compartment or chest where he could’ve hidden it?”

You asked, frustration clear in your voice.

Kieran laughed.

“Doubt it. And honestly? We don’t know anything about that brooch.”

You exhaled sharply,

“I should’ve known. I really can’t trust this man, can I?”

A strange feeling settled in your chest—something like disappointment, though you weren’t sure why.

“Listen,”

Luke spoke up, his voice a little softer,

“I know it’s hard to believe, but… the boss does have a good heart. Please trust him. He’s harsh, sure, and acts all tough, but—”

“He cares,”

Kieran cut in.

You scoffed, unconvinced.

“We can’t tell you more,”

Luke continued,

“and we have no idea where the brooch is. But what we do know is when the boss is least guarded. If you haven’t found it by now, it’s probably because he has it.”

“That’s what I thought,”

You muttered,

“But how the hell am I supposed to get close to him? It’s not like we’re close or anything.”

The twins exchanged a knowing look.

“You should definitely sneak into his room while he’s asleep,”

Kieran suggested with a smirk.

“Once he’s knocked out, he’s as defenseless as a lamb. His routine is always the same—he takes a shower, drinks a few glasses of wine while listening to music, then heads to bed.”

And just like that, a plan started forming in your mind. Hope sparked in your chest.

“Thank you for this information,”

You said, determination lacing your words.

“I’ll do as you say.”

“We’ll even prepare a special wine for him,”

Luke added with a grin.

“Something eeextra relaxing. Should help you out.”

They chuckled to themselves before disappearing into the wine cellar.

Later that evening, you ate dinner alone—Sylus was still out. Afterward, you returned to your room, allowing yourself a moment to rest.

Lying in bed, you thought back to what the twins had said. Sylus is a good person.

Was he?

He had been nothing but rough with you from the start, forcing his way into your life, pushing, provoking, and saying strange things like we’re the same. And then there was the tension—constant, suffocating, impossible to ignore.

Every time you tried to understand him, he pushed you away, leaving you with more questions than answers. And what about the flashbacks you had been experiencing? The voices?

Why did it feel like you were connected to him, even though this was supposedly your first time meeting? He knew things about you, details he had no reason to know. Had he been watching you this entire time? The thought sent an uncomfortable shiver down your spine.

“Aah, fuck this. I should sleep it off.”

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You woke up with a start, your eyes darting to the clock.

8 PM.

Your stomach dropped.

“Shit!”

You had overslept. Sylus was probably already back, and you couldn’t afford to miss your chance.

Throwing off the covers, you sat up too fast, your head spinning slightly. Taking a deep breath, you smoothed down your dress and ran a hand through your hair, making sure it was still presentable. Your makeup was intact—thank God.

Slipping out of bed, you reached under your dress, adjusting the dagger strapped to your thigh. Your heart was pounding, a strange mix of nerves and anticipation tightening in your chest.

You needed a drink.

Without hesitation, you rushed to the dining hall and headed straight for the bar. Grabbing the first bottle you saw, you poured yourself a glass. Then another one. Then a third. The taste of cherries lingered on your tongue, sweet and intoxicating. Maybe it was wine, maybe it wasn’t—you weren’t sure, and honestly, you didn’t care.

Warmth spread through your veins, your earlier tension melting away.

Confidence surged through you.

Everything was going to be just fine.

The room felt different now—darker, charged with a current you couldn’t quite place. Every step you took was slower than the last, your heels clicking more pronounced in the silence of the house. The wine had done its work, easing the sharp edges of your nerves, but leaving something else behind—a heat that pooled in your stomach, spreading through your limbs like fire. The air smelled heavier now, as if it, too, was aware of what was about to unfold.

The sound of running water echoed down the hallway, a soft, rhythmic trickle that called to you. Sylus was showering.

This was your chance.

You reached for the doors handle, fingers slightly trembling, but you quickly steadied yourself, inhaling deeply. He had no idea you were coming. Or maybe he did. After all, he was Sylus. Always two steps ahead.

You pushed the door open, the warmth of the room wrapping around you. You took a deep breath. He wasn’t in sight, but his essence lingered, mixed with the scent of candles filling the air, intoxicating in its familiarity. The room was heavy with his presence, even though he wasn’t yet here.

It was dimly lit, shadows stretching across the plush carpet, the thick curtains drawn shut, and the faint sound of music playing. The atmosphere was so… Him.

Your eyes flicked to the left. An almost empty bottle of wine sat on the small table beside the bed. Was that the same brand you’d been drinking earlier ? You noted the irony, but there was no time to get lost in the thought. Your mission came first.

Moving swiftly, your fingers brushed over the fabrics of his wardrobe, silky materials caressing your fingertips. Next, you moved to the suitcase that’s always with him, rifling through the contents with quick precision. Nothing. You turned to his bed, neatly arranged with perfectly folded clothes, carefully unfolding the silky shirt and inspecting it as if it might hold answers. But it didn’t.

Frustration bubbled up, You checked under his pillows again. Nothing. Still nothing. You bit your lip in frustration, your body heating under the pressure, the air around you thick with an almost unbearable tension.

“Is it up his ass or what?”

You muttered to yourself, the words coming out more desperate than you intended.

Your eyes landed on Mephisto, closely watching you, perched on his usual spot. You couldn’t help the irritation surging inside you. Why couldn’t you just find it? You shook the tiny crow in your hands way too harshly.

“Help me out, damn it!,”

You hissed under your breath.

Could he have taken it in the shower with him? You sighed, not just from frustration, but from the simmering attraction you’ve been trying to ignore.

A vivid, unwanted image flashed—water gliding over his skin, droplets running down his chest, the heat of the shower curling steam around him. His head tilted back, lips slightly parted, hair pushed out of his face, damp and tousled—

No.

You clenched your jaw, shaking the thought away, but the damage was done. Your body couldn’t ignore it, your mind spiraling with thoughts you didn’t want to have. The wetness between your legs was growing by the minute, and before you realized it, you were squeezing your thighs together, desperate to stop the urge as fantasies kept coming to you.

The mere thought of his bare skin and the way his body would feel, moving against yours, deepens the flush that’s already spreading across your cheeks.

You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to force the image away, but it only grew stronger, sharper. Your breath quickened.

Was it the wine? Or was it just him? You couldn’t tell anymore. Maybe both. What the hell was happening to you?

He could be back at any moment and you couldn’t let him catch you like this, all wet and needy.

With a frustrated sigh, you decided it was time to go. You’d return later, once he was asleep— once you were calmer. As you decided to leave, it came to your attention, making your heart drop.

The water had stopped.

The silence that followed was almost deafening, and your heart lurched in your chest. You held your breath, hoping it would stop time. But then you heard it— footsteps. Slowly, coming closer.

Clac!

The bathroom door flung open and you froze, your body stiffening as you held yourself still against the hard surface of his desk. You tried to make yourself as small as possible, hoping you wouldn’t be seen.

Steam billowed out from the bathroom, curling around in a soft cloud, and there he was.

Sylus stood in the doorway, his body half- covered by a towel, slung low around his hips, the soft fabric barely clinging to his frame. His skin glistened, droplets of water catching in the dim light, along the ridges of his abs, disappearing into the towel. His hair hung, damp and darkened with the moisture, a few strands clinging to his forehead. You couldn’t look away, his body almost glowing in the soft, flickering candlelight.

Every inch of him was hypnotic— his broad back, his toned muscles, the way the water made his skin shimmer, the faint scent of his cologne mixing with the fresh scent of the shower. He turned slightly, pushing his hair back, unaware of your gaze and the unholy thoughts running through your mind.

Ring!

You jumped, startled by the sudden ring of the telephone right next to your head. You moved carefully, as quietly as you could manage, inching away on all fours as Sylus steps drew closer. Your heart pounded in your chest, louder than your footsteps, louder than anything.

And then you heard it.

That voice. Deep, velvety, laced with amusement.

“Playing hide and seek, are we?”

Sylus words made you freeze in place. You couldn’t respond. You could only exhale shakily, your body rigid with the embarrassment of getting caught.

Slowly, you turned your head, and there he was— his crimson eyes locking onto yours with a smoldering intensity that stole the air from your lungs. His grin was knowing and confident, as his gaze slid from your face, down to your body then back up again, pausing.

“I’m glad you’re wearing the lingerie I gifted you,”

He teases, his voice dripping like honey.

“It suits you… really well.”

“Sylus, I—“

Before you could finish your sentence, his arm extended and you felt your body lift, weightless, pulled by the unseen force of his Evol. The sensation was dizzying as your wrists were bound behind your back, knees and ankles following suit.

"You've been a very naughty little thing,"

He murmured as he stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. You didn’t move, barely even breathed. The world seemed to narrow until all that was left was him and the unbearable weight of your shared history.

“ I thought I told you to behave.”

He says, his voice soft but underlined with intent. The corner of his mouth pulls into a smirk, eyes glinting with something dangerously familiar. His hand grazes your skin, lingering just enough to make you shiver, and for a moment, you wonder just how far he’s willing to take this.

“Want me to teach you a lesson?”

note— Next part will be up in a few days! Things will definitely take an interesting turn and spice up more and more. Please hang in there~

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My Neville Goddard imagination success stories+ (proof)

Receiving compliments

iPhone 15 pink

Desired skin tone (this one was hard work and still a manifestation I guess) (no proof but I might post not sure)

lip product, book, skincare products etc

Failed diploma and still manifested college

How I manifested college

Victoria secret bare vanilla manifestation journey - 1 2

Semester results

Victoria secret pure seduction cashmere and two etude lip oil tints

Other perfumes

Pink gold ring

Expensive gold earrings

Phone case

Ysl lipstick

Other expensive skin care products

5 Victoria secret mist and 140$

170.12$

Dad doing two more retail business

Dior blooming bouquet + free sample Dior perfume

Dior roll on, ysl libre perfume+ free perfume

Overall

Chanel lipstick + free perfume sample

2 gold expensive rings + 209$ money

Cute hand bag

I manifested what you told me too

20$ on the ground

Manifested jean paul gaultier perfume and manifested my personal choice of prada and kayali

My challenge manifestation

41.80 dollars

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[H∀RDSWAE] YSL Gabby Mini Vanity Case ✪.

Hey, what's good you guys its Swae, so I made this mini vanity bag set inspired after the YSL brand I have wanted to do this bag for a while lol! For quality purposes this bag is BUILD/BUY decor ONLY... I wanted to make sure you guys got as much good quality I could get out of the game & didn't know how it would look in the sim hand rigged./. I do hope all of you guys enjoy the set I definitely enjoyed creating it ✪.

WHATS NEW IN THIS DROP SWAE?

Gabby Mini: 10 SWATCHES

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ALL LODS

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